Chapter 71 Zhu Ming
At night, under candlelight.
An Ming whispered to the person beside him, "Xuan'er, I will go to Zhu Ming in a while to borrow fire to forge Wu Ye again."
Pink hair scattered on the pillow, Fu Xuan turned sideways and hugged An Ming, his beautiful eyes blinking slightly, "You've been drinking, huh."
"The general forced me to drink it."
"really?"
"That's natural."
Seeing An Ming slandering Jing Yuan in all seriousness, Fu Xuan burst out laughing. She had no intention of really lecturing An Ming. Her petite body pressed against his chest, looking as adorable as a docile kitten.
"Zhu Ming has a long way to go, so don't let up."
Fu Xuan was just worried about some accidents, but with An Ming's current strength, she could rest assured.
Fu Xuan was particularly attractive under the candlelight. Time had left no trace on this Luofu fortune teller. The only thing that had changed was his calm temperament as a fortune teller.
Only when he was in front of An Ming would Fu Xuan mutter about the troubles he had at work recently. Since becoming the Grand Fortune Teller, he indeed had less free time.
Fu Xuan tried his best to make time to meet An Ming, but he still felt that each encounter was very short.
"What if I miss you?" Fu Xuan whispered softly while hugging An Ming. So much time has passed, but she still can't get used to the separation.
The two of them could indeed be considered an old married couple, but Fu Xuan sometimes felt distressed because An Ming was so stupid that he always wanted her to take the initiative.
It is impossible to say that he is not shy. Fu Xuan always pesters An Ming for tenderness the night before leaving.
"I will miss Xuan'er too."
"Well..."
Fu Xuan's delicate lips were quickly kissed, and the Lord Taibu, with a red face, still took the time to reach out and blow out the candle, and the room suddenly became dark.
She was a little shy, and even though they were an old couple, they were embarrassed to keep the candles lit.
Only the bright moonlight is my companion.
[At the age of 43, all preparations for reforging Wuye are ready. After bidding farewell to Fu Xuan, he leaves this small courtyard for the first time in 24 years and goes to the outside world]
An Ming left Yuque with light steps under the cover of night and took the Star Raft that had been prepared in advance directly to Zhuming. The Star Raft had an automatic driving system, so there was no need to worry about getting lost.
Food and water for the journey are prepared in the Star Raft, and all we have to do is wait until we arrive at Zhuming.
The materials needed to reforge Wuye are extremely difficult to collect. It was only with the help of Yaoguang and Fuxuan that they were successfully gathered. Now the only thing missing is the fire for forging the sword.
Ordinary fire naturally wouldn't work, so An Ming chose the Emperor Sui, known as the Tai Shi Flame, as an aid in recasting the magic weapon. In addition, that place was once where Ying Xing was located, and it was also the most technologically advanced fairy boat in the alliance.
The Star Chariot sailed through the sea of stars until it docked at Zhu Ming's Star Chariot Port, Guangmingtian. The journey was extremely smooth without any unexpected situations, and there were no flaws in the identity certificate provided by Jing Yuan.
An Ming arrived at the Zhuming Immortal Boat without any obstructions. The surrounding scenery was completely different from that of Luofu Yuque, but he was not here for tourism this time.
Wuye is not his first sword, but it also has profound significance.
An Ming originally thought that it would take his entire life to recast Wu Ye, but now it seems that it won't take that much time.
The Xingcha ferry platform that comes into view is carved from an exaggerated piece of moonstone. The truss frame is seamlessly inlaid throughout the port, emitting a faint halo like a magnificent metal ore.
It was not as hot as An Ming had imagined. In his initial expectation, Zhu Ming should be a melting pot. However, after visiting it in person, he realized that it was more like a magnificent castle in the sky that exuded the artistic atmosphere of craftsmen.
The Guangming Port is as cool as the clear spring in the courtyard. I think Xuan'er will definitely like this place.
Just traveling back and forth from Yuque Luofu was tiring enough, and An Ming always felt bad for not being able to take Fu Xuan to a more beautiful place for their honeymoon.
An Ming always felt that he owed Fu Xuan, as Fu Xuan had given up too much to be with him.
Clan, destiny, or even fortune-telling.
If An Ming is placed on the left end of the scale, then no matter what is on the other end, Fu Xuan will choose An Ming without hesitation.
Just like she once said, a sister will always trust her brother, without any reason and without needing any reason.
"I'm Su Xiaoquan, a craftsman from Zhuminggongzaosi. Nice to meet An Jianshou," a gentle voice sounded beside her ears, and the girl with long pink hair smiled and showed the jade sign in her hand.
"Master Huai Yan sent me to receive you."
Su Xiaoquan was wearing a light red dress with a golden dragon tattooed on the side and a bubble-blowing seahorse pendant hanging around her waist.
An Ming subconsciously placed his hand on the wooden sword at his waist. He had never heard Jing Yuan mention this matter, but it made sense. The significance of Emperor Sui to Zhu Ming was no less than that of Yuque's Ten Directions Light Reflecting the Dharma Realm.
It is unrealistic to want to sneak in without being discovered by anyone. After all, sword-making is not a job that can be done quietly and stealthily.
"There has been a brief riot in Suihuang recently, and Master Huaiyan has asked me to take you to the Flame Wheel Foundry Palace first." Su Xiaoquan was not afraid of strangers and diligently introduced the scenery along the way to An Ming.
An Ming noticed that the iridescent blue rapier behind her was no ordinary item. This girl was not as simple as she seemed, and she must be a master swordsman.
"Master once talked about Wuye, saying that if one day Senior Brother Yingxing could reforge this sword and complete the real Wuye..."
Su Xiaoquan pursed his lips and muttered to himself: "That will become a true magic weapon."
"Why was Wuye only a semi-finished product back then?"
"The core reason should be the lack of a certain material," Su Xiaoquan turned sideways and looked at An Ming with a meaningful smile, "Senior Brother once touched the flesh and blood of the God of Abundance, but it was a pity that it was not for forging a sword."
The voices on both sides of the street gradually died down. An Ming's hand was still on the hilt of the sword. "What do you want to say?"
The only thing left in the air was the impressive long hair with a pink gradient. The blue rainbow light that was so gorgeous that it was difficult to look directly at turned into a line that crossed the space, making a teeth-grinding crackling sound.
"It's... surprising."
When the tip of the sword reached the end, the broken hilt of the Wuye sword was already waiting there.
This is a sword technique that cannot be captured by the naked eye, but An Ming never needs to use his eyes. The moment he holds the sword, he becomes the incarnation of the sword.
The distance between Su Xiaoquan and An Ming was almost very close, but the sword could not move forward even a little bit.
An Ming's eyes missed the sword and met Su Xiaoquan's gradually revealed deep red vertical pupils, "You are not from the Immortal Boat."
But the Jade Omen would not be false. There would not be another Huai Yan disciple in Zhu Ming out of thin air.
A crisp buzzing sound was heard, and An Ming used the hilt of his sword to repel Su Xiaoquan. Even though there was no edge, it still slashed out a sharp invisible sword light.
A strand of pink hair fell to the ground, and Su Xiaoquan retracted the rapier as if nothing had happened.
The deep red vertical pupils lost the initial warmth and were replaced by sharpness.